Honestly, pretty fucking terrible, but I suppose that's the way pendulums work. I took out a loan last month, maxing out my credit line, so that my ex-wife could make a car payment. The radiator died a couple of weeks later, and now she's saying she won't pay me back because I paid for something that doesn't work.

So, in two days, that loan is due, and I am fucked.

Unrelated, my mom is now pissed off with me for calling her out on the fact that she's turned the Arizona trip to scatter my dad's ashes into some sort of social excursion featuring four days in Tucson. I don't want to be in Arizona in the first place, and I hope to hell this is the last time I have to visit. But more specifically, I dislike Tucson even more than Phoenix, which was supposed to be the main event, as that's where I grew up. I'm just this side of telling her that if she wants to make this a vacation instead of a final necessary act, she can do it her damn self.